With each stanzaI strive for an upswing –idle thoughts leadingto a crescendo… But exhaustion plaguesmy try, and fog coloursperspicacity, so my wordsland low, goal in limbo (Image my own)
An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
Oh I adore your photo today. Terrific lighting.
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Thanks, Cee.
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After being struck by the light in your image, I opened an email with this …
“Light never shows the same mountain twice. Only the blindness of habit convinces us that we continue to live in the same place, that we see the same landscape. In truth, no place ever remains the same because light has no mind for repetition; it adores difference. Through its illuminations, it strives to suggest the silent depths that hide in the dark.”
―John O’Donohue
Synchronicity!!
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Oh that is beautiful, and such synchronicity. As I took my camera outside today, I noted how the water is always different, dependent on the day’s light.
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Thanks for sharing that with me.
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Such a bounty!
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Thanks!
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Most welcome 🙂
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Beautiful image … so full of sunshine!
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Thanks Jazz. So nice to have sunshine.
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